The masked figure, having lowered the ski mask, maintained a steely silence. The corridor, previously alive with the chaos of a hospital emergency, now hung in an eerie lull. The group, determined yet uncertain, awaited the next move, hoping to unravel the secrets that cloaked this enigmatic intruder.
**Gelo's Inner Monologue:** Who are you, and what connection do you have to the person who tampered with my medication? The questions echoed in Gelo's mind, urgency simmering beneath the surface of his stoic expression.
The masked figure, seemingly unfazed by the group's inquiries, pointedly turned away, directing their attention to a nearby window where the city lights painted a tapestry of shadows on the hospital floor.
**Brad:** (persistently) You can't escape this. We need answers.
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